Short Quaintly Poems

A Senior moment 
         
              By arched trellis 
              Quaintly kissing 
              Neath mistletoe...

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Queerly
Quakily
Quietly
Quaintly
Questingly
Curiously
Quibbiling
Q
Quickly
Quartering
Quahogs
Quoting
Quay-like
Quiet
Curious
Q...

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Lived it
Like a daydream 
Sunlit!

Faintly
Floated - Befell
Quaintly.

A note
Scented in love
She wrote.



Maurice Yvonne
11~28~2014
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Contest Name: WHISPERS OF A MUSE ...

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the quiet question quarries 
the quiet quarter queers queasily
the quiet quote quilts questionably
the quiet quit queries questioningly
the quiet queue quizzes qualm quails quaintly silent yet quiet

10/13/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020...

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Message me sometime some night 
Tell me all will be alright 
That waiting will not be for naught 
That someday we will tie the knot
See that cottage over there?
It's ours the day that we're a pair
Quaintly boho, modern style
Anything to make you smile


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Quaintly quiet quest questions queer quatrains
See sensuous spoken sounds sustain
Ride resounding raw refrain
Bright blessing bestows blooms
Grand gracious gift grooms
Reach rapture's room
Taste tells treats
Signs sweet
Meet




Leon Enriquez
14 December 2015
Singapore...

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Mine, full of old clutter.
But cultured!
Mahogany chaired.
Mantel-clocked.
Beneath whose framing's gold
As quaintly curved Age-locked
Grand pictured.

Laughingly echoed through
By contrast
Placing a price on
As worthy
Is this: of an open plan's
Nouveau riche buying spree.
Does not last....

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Drawn steadfastly upon my face 
neatness and precision; 
unturned yet quaintly ageless grace 
as I breathe the new dawn.

Excerpt from my poem, Ageless Grace   8/23/2019
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/ageless_grace_cm_1175424

9/15/2019

Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden...

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Quaintly dressed, his cap bore a plume
   When a lady passed, removed it -- assumed
She'd acknowledge his gracious act
   ~ So shocked was he at her absence of tact

"Don't think I'm the weaker sex," snapped she
   "Else I'll give you a kick to buckle your knees"
Wounded, he offered an unheard apology
   Then walked across time to a kinder century...

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ENGLAND,
My England
Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions 
of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped 
and compact,neither temperate,
changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers 
of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and 
quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens
and cricket squares sodden.
 
Listen to me read this poem on youtube under the name ichthyschiro...

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MANY times more than twice have I seen 
the ghosts of family, friends and then
some whose faces that I did not know.

Quaintly, with ethereal elegance they are
silky touch, feathered-breath and opal eye'd
outside of the tick-tock of Father Time.

It is most inappropriate to ask of them
to state their business or intended pleasure
;extend your politeness over scorn I say

              //--//...

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My eyes a reflection upon 
the night, a still-life of 
weft black white threads embroidered lace 
of sketched jagged diamonds.

Drawn steadfastly upon my face 
neatness and precision; 
unturned yet quaintly ageless grace 
as I breathe the new dawn.


8/23/2019

Poetry Contest: CHOOSE AN OCTAVIO PAZ LINE 
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud 



   1. The night was a garden of eyes.” – The Blue Bouquet...

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Everything isn't happen stand;
No me here deserves adrift;
Another chance;
Who will wear the green pants;
I chant I will, I won't;

Bear witness

pay a lot, git a little found  innocent, but quaintly;
What is this?
That we miss;

Bear witness

Clothed in black dress is white;
Wrong turn down an alley got shot;
Past, midnight, this is it, my.......
Bear witness

11/17/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr....

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Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
with national flag but no national day....

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Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
with national flag but no national day....

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Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
a national flag,in April its national day....

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ENGLAND. Year Posted 2007
Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and inexact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.

PS

A language now a  global gift
its English please never use 'Brit'...

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though I cant remember her face
the love still penetrates
with the radiance of suns, and the cadance of tons
of the rhythym of heavens embrace

though I cant remember her voice
the emotions still lift with a hoist
strong vibrations through ether strive to hold all together
and take aim toward the lust I still chase

though I cant remember her touch
the emotions still flood with a flush
as the crashing waves roll
and erosion takes toll
this thought quaintly ends with a hush...

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